Broken Smiles (A Sebaciel story)

Chapter 14

It had been a bit and Sebastian decided it would be better if he decided to go to Ciel's room, he would just have to learn to hold back a little bit.

The demon made his way up to Ciel's room, stopped at the door, knocked and then proceeded to enter. Once he walked in he was presented with the scene of the teen on the bed, curled up and red. As callous as it might seem, Sebastian found a peculiar satisfaction in this sight. There was something rewarding in knowing that he was the cause of such a reaction 

Ciel heard Sebastian enter the room, but he didn't want to face the man. He hadn't calmed down and there was no way that the expression he had on his face was one that would bring any praise to the Phantomhive name. It made the boy wonder though, what did Sebastian look like right now? The young aristocrat furrowed his brow, aware of his butler's smug countenance, who was definitely getting some sort of perverse satisfaction from this. "Go away." The teen mumbled. Sebastian quietly and swiftly made his way beside the bed, close enough to be able to touch Ciel, far enough that he wasn't pressing body's with him.  He removed his tailcoat and gloves, followed by his shoes, before settling onto the bed and gently wrapped his arms around him.

Sebastian was embracing the small boy from behind, in a spooning position. "You're too close...Go and clean something up." Ciel tried to reason, searching for a feeble excuse to dissuade Sebastian and prevent further discomfort. Ciel could see Sebastian's bare hands, contract symbol, the black nails, what was this man trying to do to him? The demon couldn't help but make a smug expression at this, aware of the boy's rising temperature, the shift in his breathing, and the snug fit in Ciel's shorts. It took every ounce of the man's being not to tear this boy apart. The butler was a demon, a demon with hunger and lust, he was meant to be devoid of any emotions that displayed empathy or sound moral judgement.

"But young master, what if I told you that I wanted to stay right here?" The demon purred in Ciel's ear, licking the teen's blue earring. The man felt a smirk tug to his face, his eyes were glowing, his hand slowly descended, reaching the bluenette's growing arousal.. He thought of the many sinful things he could do to this boy, the noises he could make him make, the many beautiful expressions he could witness. Ciel instinctively kicked his foot back inadvertently making contact with Sebastian's crotch. The man was snapped out of his head space and bit his lip. He had come up here in order to be kinder to the teen, not to engage in seduction or further cause further humifaction. But a perplexing question surfaced—Was that what he truly desired? Did he genuinely wish to be kind? It was unlike him. Typically he would just do whatever he wants, anything that pleases him, never once has he cared about what the other person thought or felt about it.

Sebastian removed his hand from the inappropriate place he had placed it and went back to just embracing the boy. "Does this feel awful to you, young master?" He asked in a softer and more gentle tone. The little lord furrowed his brows, how was he meant to respond to that? It wasn't discomfort he was experiencing ; rather a nervous anticipation surged through him with each of Sebastian's touches, making his heart race.

Ciel let his eyes flutter shut, surrendering to the man's comforting embrace, to think he could feel this calm, especially considering he was willing to accept such tranquility from a demon. Displaying vulnerability in front such creature seemed akin to inviting danger. Sebastian seemed equally at ease, his usually open crimson eyes shut as he nuzzled closer to Ciel's neck. He planted soft kisses behind his ear and on his jawline. These kisses differed from the ones Ciel had encountered in past situations with the man, these kisses didn't feel rough, forceful, or have any lewd intentions behind them.

The slate haired boy felt himself slowly drifting to sleep, unable to remain awake anymore, as the day's events had drained a significant amount of energy from him. There was an abundance of matters to discuss and unravel, but not all of them were meant to be resolved on this very day.

Something was sparking between the two and they had a lot to figure out—both about each other and about themselves.